The only plans I have for after we get out of here is taking an obscenely long bath, shaving, and then sleeping for maybe a week. Hopefully in that order. [ A pause, as he finishes wrapping Claude's arm and secures the end of the bandage at the top. ] Well. I could probably also eat a cow or three.

[ Echoing the humor, lightening it a little, he shifts back to sinking into a seated position at Claude's side, shoulder bumping him lightly. ]

What about you? Because I don't believe for a moment you're actually all that eager to come face-to-face with a horse-sized scorpion. No matter how much you argue otherwise.